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 Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 4:13 pm
TheScorpioDragon Vincent pushed open the doors and allowed himself and Gatz in. He found an empty table and seated himself down, waiting for Gatz to join him. He picked up the menu before him, looking it through to see what would go great with a mental breakdown. "Gatz, order whatever you like. I do not care what. It is on me!" he said in a little more calmer tone than he was previously. "We'll begin with waffles, then," Gatz said as he clapped a hand on his friend's shoulder and smiled. "Now... I'll have what he's having!" he said, pointing to the dashing gentleman at the bar with the strawberry pancakes. Of course, Vincent would probably notice that the person whom the entity had just pointed at looked exactly like the man next to him. Gatz's other projection spun away from the counter to waved at his counterpart, beckoning both men over. Then he quickly trunned back to Akane and his waffles. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to use that line..." Gatz told his new acquantince with a chuckle.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 7:43 pm
Vincent looked at Gatz and then at the counterpart. Within his mind something seemed to crumble more. His head softly hit the table they were sitting at, "I think something hard would suit me nicely...and...I guess a Belgium waffle wouldn't hurt...with blueberry syrup..."
Vincent's head slowly rose up from the table top. His gaze surveyed his surroundings lazily before focusing on Gatz, "Well..we're wanted over there. Let's visit. Perhaps we'll find some common ground amongst ourselves because I feel like I'm about to fall..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 10:01 am
"Sounds like a plan," the entity replied, walking towards his other self. Upon reaching himself, the projection Vincent had been talking to disappered somewhat less dramtic effect than was normal for Gatz; he was beginning to get the notion that his friend couldn't take much more strangeness today without snapping.
He gave the counter a slight rap to get the waitress's attention, then relayed the order. "Akane, my pal here is hanker'n a Belgium waffle with blueberry syrup, if you please!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 6:48 pm
Vincent took a seat next to, he hoped was, the real Gatz. He listened to the order then placed his head sideways on the table. "And something hard. Hmm...Scotchy scotch scotch...with those frozen water cubes...ice...yeah, that's it," he called out to Akane without looking at her.
He rose himself up again, took a deep breath, and faced Gatz. "So...anything else you can do that'll make me wonder why I shouldn't just pull out my hair now, my good fellow?" he asked him in a forced polite voice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 6:33 pm
"Oh, most certainly," Gatz told the gunman with a disquieting smile. "... I'm just not in the mood to do so at the moment."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 7:38 pm
"You'll have to show me later then. If I can get used to you, I'm sure I can handle what else might be on this odd island," he said with a sigh of relief. Ever since the graphic incident in his past, Vincent Rohaun was not a fan of surprises. It was a phobia, to fear the unexpected, especially when it came to gory scenes. With more time, Vincent might grow out of his chronic fear, but that was only if he made himself want to understand the pecularities around him; even if they were gory, he had to learn to accept them once more.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:21 pm
 The shy, quiet waitress bobbed her head at the two men and went about filling Vincent's order, serving up a pair of Belgium waffles with blueberry syrup. "Umm, did you want that to be a la mode?" she asked, bending over to search for a bottle of scotch underneath the counter. "Thanks to Bleu, we always make sure the freezer's well-stocked." Scyne "Ahaha...I'll bet. This fine establishment must be a little shop of horrors to them." Darocche said and chuckled a bit. His robot, not having been commanded to do anything for a little while, saved its energy and went into standby mode - its tiny pincers withdrew into its main body, and its lens sunk down until they were about level with the rest of its spherical body. Shutters closed over most of it, allowing it only to see a short distance in front of it. In this mode, it would reserve power, and deftly follow Darocche around until it received an order. "Anyway, my time here's been great so far, but as a traveler, I've gotta check out all the corners of a new place." Did you mean corners? Or...curves?Both, I guess. Don't worry, I'll write up the maps later."I'll be dropping by here again of course. So until then Miss Mirleya, I bid you Adieu." Darocche tipped his hat to the wonderfully busty waitress, wrapped his cloak around himself, and headed out of the kitchen, his robot tagging close behind. Before he headed out of the door, he got a sharp reminder.
The pieces, you moron. Don't forget them!"Ah, yes! How could I forget..." He dashed to his table, picked up the bag of parts, and was out of the cafe. What nice people. Especially that Mirleya. She's friendly.How'd I get stuck with you again? Mirleya politely wavd after the customer as he left, wishing him well. ... A little odd, but not a bad fellow, she thought to herself. Thought I suppose that most of the men on the island fit that description, come to think of it.Kage Tsukuyomi Now that the boobalicius ordeal was kinda done and overwith, Tsuin was left wondering what he wanted to drink in order to quench his thirst. Last time he had a drink here he feared the worst as he shared several martini's with Kasuma that night. Boning a girl he had just met wasn't something he aimed for at the time. Anywho.....what to drink... sweatdrop heart "So Bleu-chan, what kind of drink do you have in mind this time? Oh yeah....and Kurai says thanks for that red streak you put into his hair. I was bored and ended up adding a silver streak myself." Tsuin pointed out, aiming an index finger at the silver streaks in his dark brown hair. "Oh yeah, and if you're interested we have another batch of that Blood Berry wine if you'd like to add it to your list of beverages here at the Cafe." Tsuin added, though one of his female companions interjected by jumping in front of him, adding another interesting fact for Bleu. "Hey big sis, Tsuin also has a present for you back at his apartment that he didn't want us to tell you about." The original Tsuin flashed her an evil glare, and his female twins simply responded with a mischievious giggle as they dashed out the Cafe. ((I miss Onee-chan....TT 3T ))
"It suits you," Bleu replied with a smile. "As for a drink, I think I'll stick with a plain, non-alcoholic, strawberry milkshake..." She smirked a little at the memory of her last drinking beinge. "... In case you've forgotten, my personality can get a bit rough when I'm on the sauce."
Bleu glanced after the 'twins' as the ran off, both surprised and amused at the thinly-veiled hint. "... Don't take offense, Tsuin, but if this 'present' involves going back to your place and getting into bed with you, I'll have to pass."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:23 pm
Bleu Kat ((Don't we all..? crying ))
"It suits you," Bleu replied with a smile. "As for a drink, I think I'll stick with a plain, non-alcoholic, strawberry milkshake..." She smirked a little at the memory of her last drinking binge. "... In case you've forgotten, my personality can get a bit rough when I'm on the sauce."
Bleu glanced after the 'twins' as the ran off, both surprised and amused at the thinly-veiled hint. "... Don't take offense, Tsuin, but if this 'present' involves going back to your place and getting into bed with you, I'll have to pass." he said with a smile in regards to the new silver streak in his hair, "and I agree, a strawberry milkshake does sound nice. I still haven't forgotten about how you get when you drink either, since I still have that swimsuit you 'gave' me as a constant reminder." he said with a chuckle. His eyes wandered towards the mischievious twins of his that were busy loitering around the cafe, soon returning his gaze to Bleu as she remarked about the gift he had saved for her. His face was completely flushed red with embarassment at the thought of of sharing the same bed with the equally mischievious Bleu, "N-no....! That's not it at all...it's actually a bracelet I retrieved while I was away. I...wanted to give it to you. It's my way of saying thanks for removing the seal on my brother and I." he said, hoping to reclarify things...hopoing to soon regain his composure as his face was still flushed red. "So...uh, how about that milkshake? eh-heh..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 8:34 pm
Vincent's gaze fell upon Akane when the question came up. "A la mode," he repeated to himself in thought, "That's ice cream over it if I'm not mistaken. That'll be fine." He had noticed that the waitress serving them was a "Cat-Girl", but that did not faze him. In his trade, he had encountered quite a few. Most were so called "Owned" by his clients. So seeing one serving in a restaurant was not unusual to him.
"Hmm...the mannerisms of a cat-girl. It's been a long time. The last time I ran into one, the girl unravled a sweater I was wearing in a diner. Apparently a string was loose, and she decided it was something to play with. It was a young one though, so I let her have the bits. I wore my under shirt the rest of the day," he explained to Gatz as he turned back to his new friend.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 9:39 pm
BONA walks into the cafe for his first time, wonder on what he had been missing out on. With a smirk as he came up to table that looked suitable enough for him; he sat down and quickly slammed a palm on the table.
"2 ********' jagerbombz down here, chief!" he yelled as he had slammed his hand on the table.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 10:58 am
Ketch carefully pushed open the front door of the cafe and slid through the opening, his sabre clacking noisily against the doorframe. He cursed quietly and brushed some loose strands of hair out of his face as he made his way to an out-of-the-way table and sank into a seat. In the streets he'd heard somebody mention this place, and since he hadn't had time to pick up real food yet it seemed like a good thing to check out. Unhooking the sabre from his hip, he set it on the floor underneath the table and leaned back in his chair, waiting for service.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 5:12 pm
Vincent looked over at Bona for a second then turned back towards Akane. He watched her prep his meal before speaking to Gatz again, "You get some nice customers here, I see, Gatz. Most of them men because so far all I've seen is mostly chaps here?"
The clanking of a sword drew small attention from Mr. Rohaun. He turned in his seat slightly to get a look at a man with red hair. He looked to be a soldier, a man of force. Thinking back a bit, he remembered that his comrades, including himself, had a few run-ins with the military before. He had never quite gotten along with any of the gruff soldiers, mainly because most of them were bull headed. "I'm beginning to think I should always be armed when on this island..." he whispered to himself as he stared off into space towards the bar.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 11:18 am
Upon waiting on his alcohol order, BONA caught Vincent's glance and slowly stood from his seat. You see, BONA is type of person easily anger... especially if he's bored and in need of alcohol and fine women. Either way, he stood and made his way towards Vincent with the most menacing of faces.
"What the ******** were you looking at, b***h? Do I ********' amuse you? Huh?!" He said, slamming a fist down onto the table.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 2:43 pm
Vincent winced a little at the sudden slam of the bar table, snapping out of his daze. He looked at the angry BONA and wondered what could have angered him so much, that is until he was yelled at.
"Sir, I did not mean anything by it. It's an old habit, I'm afraid. I look at any newcomer that comes by to see if they are threatening or not. Now if you'll go and take your seat once more, we can avoid any un-needed violence in this humble cafe'," responded the gent. He only made eye contact with BONA through only half his speech before turning his gaze back to the cat girl that was filling out his order.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 2:45 pm
yuriko strolled into the cafe, sweating slightly after haveing just finished yet another morning of intense training, looking around, the cafe was quite full, funnily enough, full of men, other than bleu and the the catgirl waitresses serveing. yuriko smiled and walked up to the bar, planning to order something refreshing, maybe a milkshake...
the thoughts of beverages were thrown out of her mind as a loud man slammed his fist on the bar, shouting expletives at gatz and another man she had seen one time on the beach while training.
walking up behind the man, she made an expertly aimed kick to his crotch, and then gave him a mighty elbow to the back of the head, sending him to the floor. standing atop the mans chest, she put him out of her mind and turned to gatz and the other man " care to buy a girl a drink?" she said innocently
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